Never Keep Up With The Joneses.

“Never keep up with the Joneses. Drag them down to your level”

I Think I Realize It’s My Fault.

Think I know what went wrong.
I had my reason.
A reason I couldn’t walk out on.
I got to know a lot more, and realized my stupidity.
Even so..
Guess I made up my mind a little too late.
Sorry.

Deceived. Never mind though, each and everyone of us were born as individuals anyway. That’s the way it should be.

Never Works Out.

2333H. I just reached home. I need to sleep. I can’t sleep.

What if social pressure does not exist?
Do you all realize that, you are not you?

Think about what you do everyday now, what you speak, what you wear, what you write, what you eat, what you think, how you speak, how you wear, how you write, how you eat, how you think.

Think about the exact same things again, and this time, if you completely do not give in to social pressure.

You are you, only if you do not give in to social pressure. If you give in to social pressure, doesn’t that simply mean that you are living your life the way society wants you to, and not the way you want to?

The life you want to live would probably waking up at 1200 everyday and have your lunch at 1300, but you’re not doing that. You are waking up at 1130 everyday, and having your lunch at 1200, because your parents want you to. And if you fail to do that, they will nag at you.

If you really love a girl but really dislike her parents because they’re really naggy, somehow or rather you wouldn’t argue with them for her sake. If others were to nag at you, you’d probably get into a fight with them.

This is giving in to social pressure. It’s happens within a family too. For as long as your very most original behaviour is affected by others, you are not completely yourself, you gave in to social pressure. It’s not to be confused with peer pressure, peer pressure is just a form of it. If you ever see an adult out in the streets, naked, and speaks baby language, that is definitely someone who doesn’t give/has never gave in to social pressure.

Positively and negatively, we are all socially pressurized.
Positive social pressure would be education.
Negative social pressure would be drug consumption.
I think religion is both positive and negative.

Tomorrow’s English and I’m typing shit here, f……

Obliterated.

Science practical is pretty much a goner.
Quarantine sucked.
Had our lunch at Braddell and headed home.
Going for supper later on, very early in the morning.
Going to Mrs Quah’s house again tomorrow.
Going to study now.

If you were to write a book.
If you were to write a song.
If you were to compose a piece of music.
If you were to do a film.

And the whole world is going to listen to, read, and watch your works.

What are you going to write in your book?
What are you going to write in your song?
What would your music sound like?
What would your film be about?

To who, for who, and for what would these be?

If I were to..

Happiness.

I think there are more unhappy people than happy people.
I’m sure it’s like this.
Why are we all so unhappy.
It’s all in our minds.
We are all born happy.
Even if you’re born in pain, as a baby, you won’t know that you should feel unhappy because you’re in pain.

We simply ask for too much.
We’re simply giving in too much to society pressure(competing who has more, and has the better).

Soon.

Mathematics.
Science.
English.
Mother Tongue.
Humanities.
My greatest problems now.
It’s almost every subject I’m taking.

Flesh To Flesh.

Guys and girls.
Girls and guys.
Put them, put us, together.
Let’s spare a thought for the bisexuals and homosexuals too.
Put any two together.
You get chemistry.
You get love.
You get passion.
Love and passion is different to a certain extent.
Love is affection, warmth. Passion is sex, lust.
The dictionary, though, actually has “sex” all over the resultant pages of both search entries “Love” and “Passion.”
So, …

We’ve heard of couples.
We’ve heard of flings.
Couples are love – long term.
Flings are passion – usually short term.
It ain’t this simple.
There’s also the ambivalent love/ambivalent passion/ambivalent flings/ambivalent couples. Whatever, they’re the same to me.
Break them up, they simply mean ambivalent(uncertain, unsure of) love/passion.
If that’s not simple enough, then again, they simply mean either one or both parties are unsure of whether they want to be in a relationship.
These can and/or usually occurs between people who might even be living lives the exact opposite of each others.
A man can fall in love with a prostitute if his a regular of that prostitute.
A woman can fall in love with a gigolo if she’s a regular of that gigolo.
How on Earth are you going to accept being in a relationship with a prostitute/gigolo?
It’s possible, but, what are the chances of someone willing to?
This is the time when a decision is made – whether to be in a relationship or not.
And, believe me in this – half the time, when decided not to be in a relationship, girls uncertainly feel cheated, and so do the guys. That ain’t the case, but, somehow or rather, that’s how parties usually feel after deciding not to be together. I think it’s probably the norm that love shouldn’t just last for days or weeks that’s making both parties wonder if what they went through was love, or were they being cheated by each other(sometimes, one is really just playing the other).

Thereafter, comes avoidance, and distance.

I don’t know my exact purpose of this entry. ;\

Burning passion that ran out of gas. It was… Never mind.

Bitch.

There are two everythings we need to know.

One is everything about oneself.
The other is everything about others.

It’s almost impossible to know every single thing about oneself and others.
We should just seek to know the more worthy of knowing stuffs.
We should be asking questions like, “what would we be like before a relationship, in a relationship, and after a relationship?”
“What would he be like before a relationship, in a relationship, and after a relationship?”
“What would he be like before befriending me, while being my friend, and after quarreling with me?”
“What would I be like before knowing her, while finding out more about her, and after finding out enough about her?”
We never get to know enough, tho, for change is forever.
We hardly get to see the other side of a person, only until an adversity comes by.
Maybe like after a break up, after a fight, after an accident, or at worst, after a death.
Most of the time it’s only when something big happens, that we get to see each other’s true colours.
Most of the time it’s after the break up that you realize how much more of a bitch and a slut she is.
Most of the time it’s after the fight that you realize money is more important than friendship to that bastard.

Don’t worry, it’s not always bad.

Most of the time it’s after an accident that you realize how much you should cherish someone.
Most of the time it’s after someone’s death that shows you how wrongly have you been influenced by your “good friends.” – Smoking.

“Know thyself. And the truth, will set you free.”
I am powerful enough to crush lives.

All That I Want…

Was supposed to stay home all day to revise.
Ended up at town.
We walked, and walked.
And ate, and ate.
School in 7 and a half hour’s time.
I’m really tired now. Good night.

Won’t have the time for me anyway.

What Do I Deserve?

Went cycling.
Went to Balya’s.
Went to the roof garden.

So far, nothing but disappointment. Please, prove to me how much I mean. I really need to know.